The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-03-02

bow. lie drew II across the strings SO
as to produce the highest notes which
he knew would be the most piercing.
accompanying them by shrill cry at
the top of his voice.
The rumblng ceased. In few min
utes kindly, weather-beaten face was
seen peering over the mouth OF the pit.
well, my lad" said the man, recog-
nizing Ivan, whose passion for music
and his fathers resolve not to make
him fiddler was well-known, you've
chosen an odd place in which to prac-
ticc forbidden arts How came you
herep"
Don't stop to ask. Look at my COM
rade. Run for II gum" painted the boy,
still iiddling desperately.
Mercy on us! You have an I'M
clancy companion, and no mistake.
cried the man, now perceivng the brute.
"Hold on bit longer. will be back
in a jiffy."
He was turning away. At that mo-
ment another man appeared. He had
q gun on his shoulder. II was Stephen
Hurla, the owner of the pit He came
on with great angry strides.
wv nat Is lnul! uc hulu' w ~ 10
nddling down there in my pitt"
Now that is what | call coming in
the nick of tme," cried the WAGNER.
'Iwan Tronski is down there with n
wolf If you don't make gu ok work
of the brute with your gun he'll soon
make short work of poor Ivan. "
"The fiddler's son! How ever did he
get down thereP"
Without waiting for an answer he
ran to the pit and looked down. The
bow had Just fallen from the poor boys
nervoless fingers. Forgctful of the
danger OF taking his eyes of the Great.
IRE, he stopped TO pick it up. Freed
from both spells that had held it hith-
erto, the wolf gave Il wild grow and
sprang at him. Ivan gave himself up
for lost. Then shot from the hunt
er's gun, directed by his practiced eye,
made the monster harmless forever
Ivan was taken out of the pit nearly
us dead rs the wolf from sheer cXhaus-
ton. A little brandy from the hunters
flask revived him. Then the wagner
gave M lift as far as the village.
1t was proud moment and happy
he emptied the cnntenls OF his peck
cts into his wise little sisters lap, and
heard his father, with tears of thank
fullness, calling him the stall OF his old
age.
"And now, father" he concluded,
'you will not forbid me any more to
practice the fiddle, | am sure.
1t is needless to say what was Mich
aels answer.
Ny story ought by rights to end here.
But there is sequel to it. for all that,
which l think | must give, although
Ivan never encountered another such
thrilling adventure as that which fol
lowed on his first entrance into public
life.
1t was not long after this that hand
some carriage drove through the VII
lagc. and stopped at Carlovitz, the car
penter's door. A pleasant faced, mid
dle-aged gentleman got out. 1t was
Count Forback. from the castle. the
great man of the place. He asked to
see Ivan Tronski. Ivan came forward
with quiet self possession.
Stephen Hurla," sad the Count,
.'has been telling me u wonderful story
of boy who charmed n wolf into pa
t'ence BY playing the v olin to him the
whole night. Is this true, and are you
hep"
Ivan bowed. mot the whole night.
my lord; only few hours" he said
modestly.
"And quite enough too in such grisly
company, answered the nobleman.
smiling. you must be plucky
youngster. My daughters were so de-
lighted with the story when Stephen
told it that they gave me no rest until
| promised to try to get you to play to
more difficult to charm than the wolf.
What do you sayp If you will come
back to the castle with me- | will make
it worth your while, for your sick faith
er's sake"
II will come willingly" answered
Ivan, ''f my master will spare me.
But indeed, sir, ! am but n very poor
PLAYER, us have had to learn all ] know
in secret.
IL have heard of that too, my boy"
said the Count, who was himself mu-
steal enthusiast, land / respect you for
your energy. Carlovitz. will you give
me the boy for to-nightP"
The carpenters consent was readily
given to the great man. Ivan in his
Sunday best-and n very modest best it
was.-rode in Il carriage for the first
time in his life. scarcely able to realize
his good fortune. On arriving at the
castle he was given in charge to the
housekeeper, who pettcd and made
much of him. and told him stories of
her masters and the Young ledies'